I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse-Chapter 1262: Being Abused

"Uncle Tie, I’m back again." You walked into the weapon shop with a bright smile.

"Oh, Mu Yun, what are you doing here again? Got another weapon to sell to me?"

"No, no, I’m here to learn from you. I want to learn mining skills from you."

"Oh, so you want to learn a life skill, huh? Sure."

Saying that, Uncle Tie put down the Iron Sword in his hand and took an Iron Hoe from the shelf, handing it to you.

"Actually, mining is a pretty straightforward skill. It’s not as mysterious as some other skills. Mainly, it depends on your luck. The more skill points you have, the more ore you can mine. As long as you can dig up some ore, your mining skill will naturally improve. When you reach Grandmaster level, finding gold mines is quite easy. But up until now, there are only a few who have reached the Master level. So, keep at it!"

"Alright, thank you, Uncle Tie." As you spoke, you took out Ten Gold Coins and tried to hand them to Uncle Tie.

"Hey, what’s this for?"

"To pay you, of course. Doesn’t it cost money to learn mining skills from others?"

"That’s others. You’re Mu Yun; you’re different. The moment I saw you, I felt a sense of closeness. Plus, this Iron Hoe was crafted by me personally. Even if the GMs knew, they wouldn’t care about such trivial matters. Just use it without worry. If it breaks, bring it back, and I’ll repair it for half price."

"Uncle..."

"Come on, don’t be so formal with me! Take it and don’t act like a woman. We’re men; when we say something, we stand by it. No need to haggle."

"Uncle, thank you so much."

"Thank me for what? In the future, I’ll be counting on your help. If you become the City Lord somewhere, don’t forget about me, Uncle Tie!"

"I won’t. When that day comes, I’ll send someone to personally invite you over." You put the Iron Hoe away and smiled as you said, "Uncle, I won’t disturb your work any longer. I’m off to level up."

"Work hard!"

"Got it!"

Leaving Bamboo Village, you continued burning snakes in the same fashion, pile after pile, steadily increasing the level of the snakes you hunted.

Eventually, you decided to follow the map to a place called Poisonous Snake Valley. As the name suggests, the area was teeming with poisonous snakes.

Before you knew it, your clever yet disruptive methods turned Poisonous Snake Valley into a chaotic mess. Unintentionally, your behavior angered a number of players, though you remained oblivious. Within two days, you had already reached Level 24. However, despite your increased Level, you felt no sense of growth; it was as if you were still the same person who had just entered the game. You were still you.

As you brooded over this strange sense of stagnation, a woman’s desperate cries came from a slope ahead: "I’m sorry! I know I was wrong! Please, don’t hit me!"

Looking down, you saw five Samurai surrounding a Female Mage. One of the Samurai had her by the collar and snarled, "You bitch! You burned all the snakes we worked so hard to lure with your firewalls. Do you think a simple ’sorry’ is enough?"

"I... I didn’t mean to! I’ll make it up to you, I promise!"

"Hmph, make it up to us? How? By sleeping with us?" At that, four of the men grinned lewdly. The fifth man stood off to the side, his expression cold and disinterested.

"Stop right there!"

A hero cannot turn a blind eye! You immediately jumped down, intercepting the scene with your blade poised: "Let her go!"

"And who the hell are you?" One of the Samurai tilted his head, a malevolent grin on his face. "Kid, do you even know who we are? When we were grinding ancient martial arts, you were probably still in diapers!"

"Second Brother, no need to waste words on this trash. This kid has been setting traps and burning snakes just like that woman—such underhanded methods."

"Second Brother, let me teach him a lesson!"

One Samurai rolled up his sleeves to reveal thick, muscular arms. He strode toward you and smirked. "Kid, there’s nothing more satisfying than a Level 10 rookie like me beating down a Level 23 Samurai like you. Prepare to witness my legend!"

He moved, lunging forward and instantly disrupting the arc of your swing. Without missing a beat, he formed his hands into knife-like shapes and chopped toward your neck. You hurriedly raised your blade to block, but the man’s confidence didn’t waver. That smile of victory spread wider—"Not good!"

In an instant, the man’s right hand feinted as an overt attack, while his left hand struck from the shadows. Just as you were about to fall victim to his duo-handed technique, you rolled backward in desperation, narrowly evading his attack.

Before you had a chance to catch your breath, the man bellowed, "Too late!"

In a flash, his Iron Fist smashed into your nose. You heard a crisp crack, like the collapse of a rooftop. The sharp, burning sensation surged through your body like a tide of agony.

But the man wasn’t done. With a sweep of his left leg, he knocked you off balance, grabbed your limbs, and hoisted you high into the air before slamming you down onto his knee with brutal force.

The searing pain blurred your consciousness as you succumbed to total darkness. In the next moment, you reappeared in a resplendent hall, enveloped in misty white light.

"We deeply regret to inform you that you have been killed as a result of a malicious attack. Per game rules, you will now return to your Original Level. Would you like to continue playing?"

You nodded blankly, and soon enough, you were back in Bamboo Village.

To be fair, you didn’t lose unjustly. The opponent genuinely possessed remarkable skill. And don’t forget, back in the Order Barrier, Reincarnation World, and Map of Kingdom, you only stood tall because of the Seal of Truesky.

Now that the Seal of Truesky is sealed away, leaving you unable to break it open, you have to rely entirely on your own strength. Coupled with the sluggish reflexes of this body, you were completely outmatched.

Standing amidst the familiar surroundings, you couldn’t help but heave a sigh. Picking yourself up, you resolved to move forward. After all, time wasn’t in short supply. Worst case? You’d burn down a few more snake pits!

As you reached the village gates, an elderly man with white hair sitting on a boulder rasped at you, "Young man, could you do me a favor?"

Stopping in your tracks, you nodded at him, "Sure, old man. What do you need me to do?"

"I need ten rabbit skins. Could you fetch them for me?"

Without hesitation, you agreed, "No problem. I’ll get them right away."

"Remember," the old man called after you, "I need fresh rabbit skins, freshly skinned!"

"Oh, got it."

Unlike before, you couldn’t rely on shortcuts this time. Since the old man specifically wanted fresh rabbit skins, you had no choice but to handle it yourself.

Even though you’ve returned to Level Zero, dealing with small critters was still manageable. After all, hadn’t you escaped from snakes countless times back in Snake Valley?

It wasn’t long before you returned to the old man, holding ten bloody rabbit skins in your hands. "Sir, here are the ten rabbit skins you asked for."